This is an old house

 The last leg of the Rajasthan trip was by taxi from Samdari to Jodhpur via the little village of Luni, where I stayed thirteen years ago with Emma when we met in India and I then travelled on to Nepal and Tibet. We spent a week at Luni fort, an incredible heritage hotel, and Madonna has stayed there twice. We had a looked round, stewarded by one of the staff, who knew Kamlesh’s father. He was a great host in the fort, but followed us into the village pointing out new and old houses. We swiftly lost him as I found a temple to look at but karma repaid me then by us being greeted by some barking dogs!

The village had become jaded by the foreign tourists, with all the school children asking for pens and money. And the price of the hotel is now £700 per night. No wonder they raised an eyebrow when I said I had stayed there a week. 

Tandoori chicken

 In a moment of forgetfulness I declared to a room full of students, who asked what my favourite Indian food was, that firstly it was pani pouri, a fab street food fav and second was tandoori chicken. There was a gasp and the bravest girl scolded me “maam you must not eat chicken” and the class laughed. India is mostly vegetarian and non drinking and I fail on both!